Millie was a curious chicken. She knew there was always more to life than relying on humans for food and waiting for the day Bruce the cockerel found her intriguing enough to have kids with. Millie would spend more time around the anthills fending for herself. She would occasionally wander off to the fences where she would stare out of the barbed wire hedge trying to figure out what life outside was like.
Suzie the quintessential hen never really liked Millie. Technically they were sisters they were layed by the same mum but she always felt like she was the model child. Just because she felt that she understood the lessons from Mama better. Suzie adored the humans and always followed their beck and call like Mama taught them. Not Millie. Millie was a loner. Suzie was the perfect weight and had the shiniest feathers of the brood, she was Bruce’s favourite. She was now expecting her first brood. Mama was proud. Millie was disgusted by Suzie’s pride.
“Look Suzie, Hannah and Sally are also expecting. Doesn’t it bother you that they are also carrying Bruce’s children?” Suzie shrugged her off.
“What? Is monogamy something foreign to chicken? If anything, that is the one thing chicken should know human’s don’t want us to have!” Millie seethed.
A few weeks later when the pregnant trio was busy clucking; ready to lay their children, Millie went to her usual anthill by the fence. She had been seeing a dog pass by. A scrawny looking dog that seemed to have no owner. She tried to talk to him. “Hey! Psst!” Hey! Hey! You! Can you hear me?”
‘What’s your name?”
“Don’t you know the rules kid? I am a dog; I occasionally eat your kind.”
“Rules? Who cares? Why did you talk to me in the first place?”
Let’s just say Millie’s questioning got on his nerves and the dog started pawing in through the fence to get at her. He caught a hold of a wing and was reaching to try and rip her head off.
“Squawk! Squawk! Squawk!” Millie was flapping her wings like mad. But no one could hear her.
“Squawk! Squawk!” This was going to be the last time that she would ever attempt to defy her nature as a chicken. Or so she thought.